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View MoreCheyenne is saving herself for her perfect fiancé—the guy who never once pressured her for sex during years of dating. So for his bachelor party, she decides to finally gift him her tight, untouched virgin cunt, all dolled up and dripping for his cock.
Except the surprise gets hijacked. Wrong hands claim her first, their thick dicks stretching her innocent little hole wide, pumping her full of hot cum again and again. She screams she hates it… while her body betrays her, clenching and gushing, wave after filthy wave of shattering orgasms ripping through her until she’s a trembling, cum-drenched mess who can’t stop cumming. Will her marriage still hold? _______ Cheyenne I couldn’t stop giggling as Jessica and I slipped through the back gate of Duke’s house. The night air was cool against my bare legs under the tiny silk robe I’d thrown on over my lingerie. A part of me wanted to return to the bachelorette party that was still raging back at the club miles from here. The shots that were being passed around and all my bridesmaids having the best time of their lives, but I’d had one goal the second the clock ticked past midnight. Tonight was the night. The night I finally gave in to my fiance. Oh Duke had been perfect. Patient, respectful. He’d never once pushed me for sex or made me feel guilty for saying I wanted to wait until I was ready. And god, I was so ready my pussy twitched just thinking about it. Yes, our wedding was literally tomorrow and we can finally have sex. But please, we’d be exhausted after the entire ceremony, taking photos, dancing, pretending to be graceful while our feet hurt. Everyone knows wedding night sex is a myth for most people. You literally collapse into bed and pass out from the exhaustion. No way was I letting that happen to us. So here we were, my best friend and I sneaking into my fiance’s bedroom like teenagers. We were carrying the massive matte-black gift box jessica had helped me order from a sex toy website weeks ago. We set it on the low table in the center of the room that Jessica also dragged in. My heart was hammering so hard. “Breathe baby,” Jessica whispered to me with a smile. “You know we can still turn around and leave if you don’t wanna do this.” “Oh, I want to Jess, you know! I’m just nervous.” Smiling, she zipped the robe off me, and also helped me removed the white lace-bra I’d chosen but left the crotchless thong. Once I stood topless before her, she whistled low and bit her lip. “You have nothing to be nervous about babe, you’re fucking gorgeous.” I giggled, her words making my stomach warm. Then I decided to stop being such a scared pussy and climbed into the box on the table. Thank god for the strategic holes cut out inside the box, I was able to slide my legs through so my thighs and pussy were exposed. Then I wiggled around in the semi dark until my tits pushed out through the top holes. The air was chilly and it made my nipples pebble. Just as planned, my face and torso stayed hidden inside the box. It was bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding and I believed in this so bad. And that’s why Jessica came up with this box thing. He’d be fucking my holes and technically won’t see me. It was so fucking scary, but exciting and hot. “Okay Chey,” I heard her voice. “Last time to butt out.” “Fuck no,” I breathed with a shaky laugh. “It has to be tonight. Duke has waited so long and he’d the man of my dreams. I want to give him this tonight. My virginity, wrapped in a gift box.” “Okay then baby,” Jessica laughed softly, reaching in to tie a bow around the base of my tits. She gave them a playful squeeze once she was done, brushing her thumbs lightly over the peaks. “Oh my God, stop,” I squealed, half-laughing and gasping as heat shot straight to my core. It must be the adrenaline that was making me react that way. “Girl, it’s not my fault you look this fucking hot,’ She said teasingly and pinched my nipples lightly, rolling them until I whimpered. “If you ever decide to play for the other team bestie, you know I’d fuck you in a heartbeat. You’re unreal.” Her words made my cheeks burn and I was glad for the cover the box provide. “And you are insane, Jess.” I tried to play it off, but deep down, I couldn’t help but think about her words. Jessica was bisexual and drop dead gorgeous. Her long blonde waves, big perky tits and confident smirk could make anyone curious. If I ever wanted to try things out with a woman, she’d totally be the one. So I told her exactly that. I could literally hear the grin in her voice as she responded to me. “Noted, future Mrs. Duke. But tonight this pussy belongs to your man.” That said, she slid the lid of the box over me, plunging me into darkness, well not total because of the holes, but still dark none the less. My heart began pounding harder and I flinched when I felt her adjust my legs so I wouldn’t cramp, spreading my thighs even wider as she talked about her plans tonight once she got back to the party. I nodded along to her, responding with words when I remembered she couldn’t see me. But my mind was too taken by nerves to really be present. I could distantly feel her arranging me, tugging my panties so my bare pussy was perfectly aligned to the cut out hole. When it seemed that she was done, her finger suddenly traced my slit. “Jessica!” I squealed. “What? I’m just making sure you’re perfect for him,” She murmured, but her voice was thicker now. She circled my clit twice and then slid one finger inside me. It was so easy because I was wet. “Oh fuck,” I moaned, my hips twitching like a little slut’s. “What are you doing, Jessica? This is for Duke and–” “I know baby,” She whispered. “But look how wet you are already. Let me give you just a little warm-up. You want to be dripping when he finds you, don’t you?” Before I could respond, she began pumping her finger inside me. My walls fluttered around the digit, greedy despite the guilt twisting in my stomach. I shouldn’t want this. I shouldn’t be moaning for my bestfriend’s touch. But god, it felt so good. “Jessie…oh god…stop, please….” I cried out in a cracked, needy voice. BUt she ignored me, adding another finger which she fucked me deeper with. Just when I started to get used to the fingers thrusting in and out me of, I suddenly felt her hot mouth close over my pussy. A loud gasp escaped my throat but she didn’t even stop. Her tongue was wicked, licking slowly up my slit and then flicking fast over my clit. I cried out when she sucked it between her lips. It was so fucking good. Jessica moaned against me and the vibration ripped another cry from my throat. “Fuck…Jessie!!” “You taste so fucking sweet,” she groaned between licks. “I knew you’d be delicious. This little virgin cunt is dripping nectar for me right now.” She ate me like she’d been fantasizing about it for months, tongue plunging inside me, then back to my clit, sucking hard while her fingers curled and pumped inside me. My hips bucked helplessly, tits jiggling in the cut outs. I couldn’t see her or anything, but that made it dirtier. I was just a body, a gift being devoured in the dark. “Oh my god–Jessie—stop—it feels so good—fuck—don’t stop—ugh, stop–” I was babbling, torn between shame and the building pressure in my core. My pussy clenched around her fingers and my clit throbbed harshly against her tongue. I was so close…so fucking close… The sound of the front door opening downstairs suddenly echoed in the room. We both froze. Jessica’s mouth lifted off me and my pussy throbbed shamelessly, aching from the pleasure it’s been denied. “Fuck” She whispered breathlessly. “That must be Duke. I thought he was gonna take some time at the bachelor’s party.” “I thought so too but I guess Duke got too overwhelmed and came home earlier.” I whined. “Well, I’m out in that case, babes. I’ll take the window so I don’t ruin the surprise.” She pressed one last wet kiss to my swollen clit, making me whimper. “Have fun, baby. And Chey? Your pussy tastes fucking incredible." I heard the sound of the window opening and closing and I knew she was gone.Elena's POVMy long, wavy chestnut hair cascaded down my back, and I’d put on the tiniest bit of lip gloss to make my pout look extra innocent and fuckable.At 19, I knew exactly what I looked like.I was the kind of girl men stared at when they thought no one was watching. Especially him.Alexander.My stepfather.The man who had treated me like his precious little princess since the day he married Mom. He bought me everything I wanted, carried me to bed when I fell asleep on the couch, and made me feel safer than anyone else in the world. And he was the same man who broke my heart on my 18th birthday when I confessed I was in love with him.He told me he was disappointed in me and refused to speak to me for weeks or even let me into his study.That time had hurt more than anything and I was convinced I'd succeeded in ruining my relationship with Alex forever.But my hope was reignited when I'd caught him masturbating a few months ago.His hand was wrapped around his thick cock, st
LILADamien’s cock kept slamming into my ass with brutal, possessive strokes. Every thrust sent fresh sparks of pain and pleasure through my welted cheeks. My tied hands flexed uselessly behind me while my tits rubbed raw against the conference table.“Please, Sir…” I begged brokenly in a hoarse voice. “I’ve learned my lesson… please let me cum. I need it so bad.”He slowed his thrusts, grinding deep inside my ass instead, teasing me mercilessly. His hand reached around and finally...finally!!.. gave my swollen, neglected clit some attention. Two fingers rubbed tight, perfect circles around it while his thick cock stretched my ass.“You think you deserve to cum after the stunt you pulled tonight?” he growled darkly.“Yes, Sir… please… I’ll be good." I cried, pushing into his hands as sparks exploded from my clit to all parts of my body. "I’m your slut. Only yours.”He let out a low, satisfied sound and started fucking me harder again, his fingers working my clit faster. The combin
LILA Damien stared down at me for a long moment, letting the silence crush me. I didn't dare meet his eyes, my whole body trembling as though it was connected to a live circuit. If not for the clear bulge raging behind his zipper, I'd be convinced he hated me right now. But that bulge was evidence he enjoyed watching those men use me even though I pissed him off. Small mercies. “You have two choices right now, Lila,” he finally said, breaking the silence in his low, even tone. “You can say your safe word and I’ll take you home, clean you up, and we’ll talk about this tomorrow… Or you can admit what you did and accept your punishment.” My heart hammered wildly. Shame and arousal twisted together in my belly. I knew I’d fucked up badly this time. Walking into his serious meeting naked, exposing myself to his business partners… it was way beyond our usual games. I swallowed hard and then in a voice barely louder than a whisper, I croaked. “I… I deserve to be punished, S
LilaMy heart slammed against my ribs as I stood there, completely exposed in front of six powerful men who all looked like models from the freaking runway.Through their suits, I could see they were all muscular and chiseled. My mouth watered as the thought of all of them fucking me at once filled my head.The air in the luxurious conference room felt ice-cold against my oiled skin. I could feel every pair of eyes dragging slowly over my heavy, shiny tits, my hard nipples, my dripping bare pussy, literally every part of my body on display.It was unnerving and so hot.Suddenly Damien’s voice cut through the stunned silence like a whip.“Gentlemen,” he said calmly, leaning back in his chair, “it seems my little slut has decided to interrupt our meeting with a surprise visit.” His dark eyes locked onto mine, cold and controlled. “Since she’s so desperate for attention, she’ll serve as entertainment while we finish business.”I whimpered, his words shooting lust down to my core.“Drop












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